Feeling regretful, he was about to give up on searching for Miss Annette today, but the receptionist was still enthusiastically recommending other diviners within the association to Shard.
Clutching the cat, the detective pondered for a moment. If he turned around and left now, it would make his actions seem odd, and it might cause rumors about Miss Annette to spread within the association. Thus, he pretended to be indifferent and nodded:
"Of course, that's fine. I'm just looking for a reliable diviner to do a reading for me. As for who it is...that doesn't matter... I have membership with the association. Is there a discount on the price of divination?"
Perhaps because she was too comfortable in Shard's arms, Mia Cat had fallen asleep at this moment. This was the cat's naptime, and its life was far more leisurely than Shard's.
